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The Cupboard
© Arthur Rimbaud
O cupboard of old times, you know plenty of stories;
and you'd like to tell them;
and you clear your throat every time
your great dark doors slowly open.
15. Winter: A Dirge
© Robert Burns
THE WINTRY west extends his blast,
And hail and rain does blaw;
Or the stormy north sends driving forth
The blinding sleet and snaw:
John Barleycorn
© Robert Burns
There were three kings into the east,
Three kings both great and high,
An' they hae sworn a solemn oath
John Barleycorn should die.
490. SongThe charming month of May
© Robert Burns
Chorus.Lovely was she by the dawn,
Youthful Chloe, charming Chloe,
Tripping oer the pearly lawn,
The youthful, charming Chloe.
24. SongNo Churchman am I
© Robert Burns
NO churchman am I for to rail and to write,
No statesman nor soldier to plot or to fight,
No sly man of business contriving a snare,
For a big-bellyd bottles the whole of my care.
Tell The Dear Old Body
© Louisa May Alcott
'Tell the dear old body
This day I cannot run,
For the pots are boiling over
And the mutton isn't done.'"
51. On Tam the Chapman
© Robert Burns
AS Tam the chapman on a day,
WiDeath forgatherd by the way,
Weel pleasd, he greets a wight so famous,
And Death was nae less pleasd wi Thomas,
Fifty Years (1863-1913)
© James Weldon Johnson
O brothers mine, to-day we stand
Where half a century sweeps our ken,
Since God, through Lincoln's ready hand,
Struck off our bonds and made us men.
540. Inscription to Chloris
© Robert Burns
TIS Friendships pledge, my young, fair Friend,
Nor thou the gift refuse,
Nor with unwilling ear attend
The moralising Muse.
Runnamede, A Tragedy. Acts I.-II.
© John Logan
Yet lost to fame is virtue's orient reign;
The patriot lived, the hero died in vain,
Dark night descended o'er the human day,
And wiped the glory of the world away:
Whirled round the gulf, the acts of time were tost,
Then in the vast abyss for ever lost.
341. SongMy Bonie Bell
© Robert Burns
THE SMILING Spring comes in rejoicing,
And surly Winter grimly flies;
Now crystal clear are the falling waters,
And bonie blue are the sunny skies.
El Nudo (The Knot)
© Delmira Agustini
Su idilio fue una larga sonrisa a cuatro labios…
En el regazo cálido de rubia primavera
Amáronse talmente que entre sus dedos sabios
Palpitó la divina forma de la Quimera.
Fareweel To A'Our Scottish Fame
© Robert Burns
Fareweel to a' our Scottish fame,
Fareweel our ancient glory;
Fareweel ev'n to the Scottish name,
Sae famed in martial story!
45. My Girl shes Airy: A Fragment
© Robert Burns
MY girl shes airy, shes buxom and gay;
Her breath is as sweet as the blossoms in May;
A touch of her lips it ravishes quite:
Shes always good naturd, good humourd, and free;
She dances, she glances, she smiles upon me;
I never am happy when out of her sight.
Annan Water
© Andrew Lang
"Annan water's wading deep,
And my love Annie's wondrous bonny;
And I am laith she suld weet her feet,
Because I love her best of ony.
38. Epitaph on my Ever Honoured Father
© Robert Burns
O YE whose cheek the tear of pity stains,
Draw near with pious revrence, and attend!
Here lie the loving husbands dear remains,
The tender father, and the genrous friend;
Where They Lived by Marge Saiser: American Life in Poetry #104 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-2
© Ted Kooser
At some time many of us will have to make a last visit to a house where aged parents lived out their days. Here Marge Saiser beautifully compresses one such farewell.
Where They Lived
306. Election Ballad at close of Contest for representing the Dumfries Burghs, 1790
© Robert Burns
Now, for my friends and brethrens sakes,
And for my dear-lovd Land o Cakes,
I pray with holy fire:
Lord, send a rough-shod troop o Hell
Oer a wad Scotland buy or sell,
To grind them in the mire!
The Farewell
© Henry King
Splendidis longum valedico nugis.
Farewell fond Love, under whose childish whip,
I have serv'd out a weary Prentiship;
Thou that hast made me thy scorn'd property,
